Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Jiang Yi sat in the car, looked at the receding neon lights outside the car window, and sighed slightly.

  If Guo Siqing knew her psychological trend at this time, she would unceremoniously throw out the words Youdang and Li, enjoying the convenience that Fu Xiting's reputation gave him, but he didn't want to admit that he was enjoying this convenience.

   To put it bluntly, the beatings from society are still on her head.

  Coughing broke the silence in the taxi.

  Jiang Yi covered her lips, lowered her head and coughed, as if wishing she could cough up her chest would be good.

   "Beauty, do you have a cold?"

  Jiang Yi did not respond to the driver's conversation.

  The driver said again: "Influenza is prevalent in Shanghai recently, and many schools have delayed the opening of classes."

   "Young people should pay attention to their health."

  The driver glanced at Jiang Yi through the rearview mirror: "I don't think that Bentley has caught up, should we go?"

  Jiang Yi glanced sideways, and saw that there was indeed no sign of Bentley behind him.

  Slowly sat up straight: "Step aside and put me down!"

"Between husband and wife, quarrels are common. The most taboo thing for two people to quarrel is not to communicate or communicate. Take home half of the good temper towards others. The family rewards you far more than the society. Today's young people are utilitarian. If you have a strong heart, you need reputation and status, but in fact these things are only temporary, and when you get old in this life, you will find that nothing is as good as having a good body and a happy family."

   "If a family is unlucky, it can destroy several generations," the driver master earnestly advised.

   "We are not husband and wife—."

   "Wearing a wedding ring on his hand, he looked at you with forbearing love in his eyes. If he didn't really love you, he would have caught up with you by now."

  Jiang was puzzled: "What does it have to do with whether you love or not?"

"If you love you, you will know the dangers of drag racing in downtown. I think that guy just now is also a successful person, right? People like them, if they don't give their true feelings, who would waste their time playing games with you? You are not Mary. Lin Monroe."

  Jiang Yi: It really hurts my heart.

  The driver pulled the car on the side of the road, and Jiang Yi took out his wallet to give the money. The driver looked at the meter and reported fifty-three.

  Jiang Yi took out ten Grandpa Mao cards from his wallet and handed them to the driver: "Will you go down with me to get them?"

  The driver took the money, took out a piece of Grandpa Mao, and returned the rest to Jiang Yi: "Enough."

  Jiang Yi looked at the driver: "Do you want to earn money?"

   "I can't make any money, besides, didn't I not go racing?"

   "Go down! Don't delay my business."

  Jiang Yi pushed open the car door and got off the car. Standing on the street in Huzhou, looking at the busy street, it was rare but a sense of loneliness rose from his heart.

  At the end of June, when the hot wind blew up slightly, Jiang Yi stood on the street covering her lips and coughing.

  The phone in the pocket heard the sound of a text message.

  Fang Chi: [Little Madam, Sir’s birthday is today]

  【It’s also the anniversary of my husband’s father’s death】

  Fu Xiting tried his best to control time to today, partly because he was thinking about his wife, and partly because he was thinking about his deceased father, but at this time, neither the father nor the wife was cared about.

   It was a failure.

  Fang Chi's text message is too deterrent.

  Jiang Yi looked at the text message on the phone screen, and his whole body was in a daze for a moment, and he just felt extremely hot while holding the phone.

  Fu Xiting's birthday is today——.

   is also the anniversary of his father's death.

  June 29th, 2010, this day was very ordinary and ordinary, and there was no change because the husband and wife were both in Shanghai.

   And this day is also the turning point of Fu Xiting's 30 years of life.

  In Shanghai.

   There are no relatives or friends, only a wife who is in a cold war with him.

  Jiang Yi stood on the street, and suddenly felt that everything was quiet in all directions, and the air was so cramped that it was almost difficult for her to breathe.

  It seemed like every speck of dust in the city was questioning her, accusing her, asking why she was being so vexatious.

  To hurt a man who has no relatives, friends or family.

Why?

  Because of Meng Shu's unreasonable suspicion?

   Or because of Fu Xiting's temper?

  What does Meng Shu's unreasonable suspicion have to do with Fu Xiting?

   And Fu Xiting's temper... anyone can have it.

  Jiang Yi suddenly realized that her harshness to Fu Xiting was not entirely due to Fu Xiting, but because she did not want to admit her inner expectations for this marriage.

  Yes, she has expectations for Fu Xiting.

   What to expect?

  I hope that he can solve everything for himself, protect himself comprehensively, and not have to struggle with those short relationships with parents.

  The appearance of Meng Shu made her expectations come to nothing, and only then did the following things happen.

  Among the crowd, Jiang Yi looked up at the sky, there were no stars, no moon, only flashing neon lights.

   June 29th, is it special?

   is not special.

  For Fu Xiting, this is just an ordinary day, but for some people, this day is a day of unforgettable pain.

  My son's birthday, my mother's day of misery, Fu Xiting indifferently did not want to recall this day, but Meng Shu was devastated by this special day in her sleep.

  The remaining people are outside the matter, but seem to be in the matter.

  In June 2010, flu was prevalent in Shanghai, and the infusion room in the hospital was full of people with cold and fever, and Jiang Yi plunged into this sickly city.

   became one of them.

She walked two streets in the business district and entered twelve cake shops, but none of them could buy cakes, either because it was late or out of stock, and there was only one. The boss told her apologetically that all cakes were sold. It's over, there is only one left. The child's birthday was canceled due to illness, so the cake stayed, and I asked her if she disliked it.

  Jiang Yi answered: I don’t dislike it.

  She paid, took the cake and left.

   Stopped a taxi at the fastest speed and went straight to the hotel.

  In two lifetimes, she has never done such a thing. In her previous life, she was with Lin Jingzhou for so many years, and she never celebrated his birthday with him. She was always busy with work or abroad.

   And Lin Jingzhou, like an extremely obedient child, doesn't fight or fight, and if he misses it, he misses it.

   Never held any grudges against her for her absence.

   Looking back at Fu Xiting, Jiang Yi suddenly realized that being silent about love is not necessarily a good thing.

  Two people have requirements for each other, and only by working together can they last for a long time.

   "There's a traffic jam," the driver looked at the traffic ahead and sighed helplessly.

  Jiang Yi glanced at the time, it was eleven o'clock, if the traffic continued, he would miss the time: "Can you make a detour?"

   "It's not easy to take a detour! This point is also blocked," the driver glanced at Jiang Yi, and then at the cake beside her.

  Seeing that she was in a hurry to go home to celebrate someone's birthday, she reminded her, "Get out of the car and walk 1 kilometer ahead, then turn left and you will be there. It will take about 30 minutes, faster than the traffic jam."

  Jiang didn't even think about it, he opened the door and got out of the car with the cake, and ran all the way.

  The hurried footsteps made everything around him go backwards, and the music in the street shop sounded one after another, pieced together into an unfinished piece of music.

  The melody of the music revived her memory.

Jiang Yi thought that she should not love someone completely. The suitor in her previous life and the relationship that ended abruptly and cost herself a painful price were not enough to be medals in her life, so when she met When Fu Xiting was in power, the man's strong demands and firm demands made her want to escape from this marriage for a while. She felt that such a relationship was sick, but at this moment, all the outsiders were telling her in words that it was not this relationship that was sick. but her.

  Platonic love exists only in Marilyn Monroe, and she is not.

  She is nothing, she is not the international negotiator Jiang Fu, she is not the daughter of Jiang's family, she is Fu Xiting's wife.

  A woman who should have stood beside him but pushed him away countless times.

  Shanghai is near the sea, and the sky at the end of June is a little cooler than that of the capital, but even so, Jiang Yi still broke out in a sweat while running.

  At 11:45, Jiang Yi entered the hotel.

  At eleven fifty, Jiang Yi rang the doorbell of Fu Xiting's room.

  In the shopping mall, Fu Xiting is definitely a gentleman who turns his hand into clouds and his hands into rain.

  Some people taboo him, some people cling to him, but no one treats him sincerely.

   Except for those subordinates who have been with him for many years, he has not felt warm for a long time.

  When he was young, he fought against wolves, tigers and leopards in order to take back the Fu family. When he was an adult, he just wanted to take a breath, but Meng Shu broke his whole body with a blow to the head.

   It's not that he doesn't feel pain, it's just that the pain makes him unable to speak.

  He couldn't tell anyone about his mother's infidelity and uncleanness, so he could only bury this pain in his heart alone, and he had to recall this painful memory all the time.

  Meng Shu is not dead, this memory will never fade away.

   But killing his mother, he still can't do it.

  But Meng Shuruo died, he didn't even have the last blood relative in this world.

  The worst plan Fu Xiting ever made in his life was to continue his life like this, and marrying Jiang Yi was the worst policy.

  Because she doesn't like talking, because she is easy to control, and because she is weak, she will not pose any threat to him.

   But Jiang Fu was a surprise and an accident in his life.

  She is smart, assertive, and thoughtful, and she has too many advantages in strategizing.

   Only the setbacks in life have been reduced, the proud son of heaven fell to the altar, and it took a year to drive that unwillingness out of his body.

  On June 29, 2010, Fu Xiting opened the door of the room with a cigarette between his fingers.

  Looking at his wife standing at the door, holding a cake in her hand, looking at him with a smiling face.

  The long hotel corridor behind her has become her background color.

  Jiang Yi didn't choose to be silent this day. She looked at Fu Xiting, like a child who pleases adults after doing something wrong. She was soft and soft. She first said sorry, and then said happy birthday.

  Sorry to make you miss your father's death day.

  Happy birthday is also to hope that he can be truly happy.

  Fu Xiting seemed to be frightened by Jiang Yi, and he didn't have time to shake off the cigarette ash in his hand.

   He didn't wake up until the ash fell on the back of his hand.

  He stared at Jiang Yi, his heart beating wildly.

   But reason made him restrain his emotions.

  His wife was too active in her mind, and he was really not sure what Jiang Yi was thinking.

Happy birthday? And sorry, which one is true and which one is false.

  Fu Xiting did not respond to Jiang Yi.

  A cramped silence spread between the two at the door of the room.

  Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting, and saw the restraint, entanglement, forbearance, and pain in his eyes.

   Both restraint and forbearance are not sure whether Jiang Yi loves him.

   The entanglement is because Jiang Yi at this time is really rare.

   Sad, it was he who saw sympathy in Jiang Yi's eyes.

  He guessed that Jiang Yi's actions today were not because of love, but because of sympathy.

   Sympathy for his thirtieth birthday, or sympathy for his lack of relatives and friends?

"Jiang Yi, I don't need sympathy. If you love me, you love me. If you don't love me, you don't love me. You don't have to wrong yourself to do something you don't want because you pity me. It's best if you love me. If you don't Love me, and it's not that I can't accept—"

   "I love you," Jiang Yi hurriedly interrupted Fu Xiting.

  Fu Xiting was stunned, she loves him? Jiang Yi has said this sentence too many times in bed, time and time again.

  Every time he teases her and asks her if she loves him, her answer is always love.

  But when I got out of bed, everything changed.

   Now, when Jiang Yi said this again, Fu Xiting didn't believe it. He laughed lightly and said, "If you cheat people and break the law, Mrs. Fu may be sentenced to life imprisonment."

  Jiang Yi was holding the cake, but during this time, the candle she borrowed from the lighter had burned to the bottom, and was about to melt into the cake.

  Fu Xiting's eyes are full of defense, probably because he is afraid that his hopes will fail, so he is especially strict with Jiang Yi today.

  He doesn't believe her.

   Don't believe she said she loves him.

   And Jiang Yi wanted to explain, but since she had never loved anyone, she didn't know how to explain.

  In the end, the full of words became a silent drama that was difficult to speak.

  Fu Xiting watched Jiang Yi struggling and suffering, knowing that he was too cruel to her, forcing her to have no way out, but unfortunately, she didn't take a step forward.

  Just standing at the door with the cake in his hand, his eyes red with confusion.

The air was so quiet that Fu Xiting could hear his nervous heartbeat. At this time, he was like a boy in love for the first time, trying hard to get the other party's attention, and resorted to some despicable means to make the other party anxious and scared at the same time. The other party really abandons you and talks about breaking up with you.

  He is restrained, tense, depressed.

  Until the end, he took a step back and committed himself to blowing out the three candles on the cake that were about to go out.

  He looked at Jiang Yi who was at a loss, and asked her with an extinguished cigarette: "Can I make a wish?"

  Jiang Yi nodded blankly, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Yes."

   This relieved, not because of anything else, but because Fu Xiting let her go.

  Words to explain love?

  It's too difficult, it's even harder than fighting a group of Confucians with words.

  Fu Xiting looked at his wife, and said every word very seriously: "I hope the gods can put your heart on me, I want you to love me."

   I want you to love me, and I want you to love me.

   are two different meanings, the former is firm and cannot be refused.

  The latter has room to retreat.

   And what Fu Xiting wants is all of Jiang Yi's love.

all!

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting, smiled suddenly, and when she turned her eyes, tears flowed down her cheeks. She tried to keep her voice steady and responded to Fu Xiting: "The gods can't put my heart on you, but I can. You don't need me to love you. I will love you too."

  She couldn't deny Fu Xiting's kindness to her. This man was always good at doing things silently, for her parents, her friends, and those she cared about.

  From Guo Siqing to Zou Yinjiangkuo and his wife, to Yi Tian.

  Everyone is clearly arranged by him.

   And she is too cruel.

   Over and over and over and over again.

   Made him miss his father's memorial day, and made him travel on the road on his birthday.

  The man's stern facial features softened for an instant because of Jiang Yi's words, but it was only for an instant.

  Fu Xiting loves Jiang Yi. This kind of love is based on husband and wife. He can pave the way for her and lead her to the pinnacle of life, but these have changed from unconditional to conditional.

   He convinces himself to love her.

   Convince yourself to love her unconditionally.

   But Jiang Yi is really too bad, she gives him warmth, gives a little, takes a little, just like teasing a wild cat outside with a cat strip, teasing him makes his heart itch.

   Want to give up, can't bear it.

  I want more, but I can't get it, so over time, the accumulated grievances in my heart start to explode.

  If she doesn't give him warmth, this kind of thing won't happen.

  She wouldn't be like this if she didn't tease him.

  Give him some love, take a step back, say you love him, stab him, it's too bad, it's too bad.

  He is like a dog that is about to be thrown away by his master, begging for a little love in exchange for a little love that he can't get in daily life, so he ruthlessly asks for it on the bed. Fortunately, Jiang Yi still has a little dependence on him.

   It is this little dependence that makes him more patient.

  Fu Xiting was standing in the room, and Jiang Yi was in the corridor.

  The people who came to stay looked at the scene of the two of them a little strangely, and they looked sideways twice.

  Fu Xiting took a step back, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yi.

   And Jiang Yi knows that he wants her to go in, and going in means that he is willing to go further in this relationship.

  With Fu Xiting's desire to control, if she entered, she would have no way out.

  Jiang Yi was holding the cake, her hands were a little stiff, she looked at Fu Xiting, her eyes met, and the game of eyes opened in the air.

   Does Fu Xiting have charisma?

  Naturally there is, and this personality charm is better than many people.

  He is a very good husband, and the sense of responsibility for marriage is engraved in his bone marrow.

  He arranges everything carefully.

   Let her not be ashamed of too many people.

  She used it to admit Fu Xiting's goodness to the outside world, and dared to defend Fu Xiting in front of outsiders, why didn't she dare to admit her own heart?

  Jiang Yi moved her toes slightly, ready to step forward.

  Fu Xiting said in a cold voice: "Do you know what it means to take a step forward?"

   "I know," Jiang Yi said.

   "I gave you the chance to refuse, if you still insist on choosing me, then in the future, you will never even think about running away from me."

   Facing Fu Xiting's sarcastic warning, Jiang Yi didn't think too much about it.

  She strode into the room.

  Before standing still, Fu Xiting grabbed her waist and pressed it against the door panel. The cake in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, followed by his thin lips falling down.

  June 29th, there are sorrows and joys.

  Before 2010 it was sad, after 2010 it was joy.

  When Fu Xiting recalled this day in the future, he complained less about his life because of Jiang Yi's actions today.

   He thought that life cannot be bad forever.

  His birthday is his father's memorial day, and it is also the day Jiang Yi decided to love him. At least, since 2010, this is not a bad day.